Ye Chen followed Zhao Yun and went deeper into this ghost city.

Not long after, the two stepped into a ghost gate in no particular order.

As soon as you enter the ghost gate, the scene changes greatly, it is a large space boundary, there are mountains, rivers and forests, dark and dark, and misty.

There are many prohibitions here, which are mysterious and ancient, and they are extremely mysterious.

As far as the eye can see, on the top of each hill, there are battle platforms, and under each platform, there are people gathered.

Most of them are small ghosts, big ghosts and ghost kings, and it is rare to see the level of underworld.

Their cultivation is also mostly at the imperial realm and quasi-saint level, and there are not many at the saint level, but there are also them, and their posture is extremely high.

"Hit, hit him, win Lao Tzu invites you to drink. ”

"Don't be cowardly, stand up and continue to work, Lao Tzu is optimistic about you. ”

"You're fucking fighting! ”

It was very lively, and the shouts and shouts were loud, and the roar was extremely excited, much more noisy than outside.

"What a place is this. Ye Chen looked at Zhao Yun in amazement.

"The gambling arena. Zhao Yun said with a smile, "To put it bluntly, it is a place for gambling, and it is the fastest way to make money." ”

When Ye Chen heard this, he couldn't help but pull the corners of his mouth, with a strange expression.

This underworld is really colorful and colorful.

Except that it's a little dark, it's no different from the yang, and it feels like the yang at night.

Seeing this gambling arena directly refreshed his three views.

"Let's go, try your hand first. Zhao Yun said, dragged Ye Chen away, climbed a mountain, and stopped at the foot of a platform.

This battlefield, like other battlefields, is full of people, and the big ghosts and small ghosts howl loudly, like chicken blood.

Ye Chen glanced at the audience and looked at the stage.

On the battle platform, the rumbling is endless, and the battle is in full swing.

Looking at the two sides of the fight, one side is a big ghost with a bull's head in his life, his cultivation is not high, only the emperor realm, and he is fierce and vicious.

On the other side, it was a neat man, dressed in black armor, with a war in his hand, and he attacked with great ferocity.

However, it looked a little strange, with a wooden expression, empty eyes, and no one showed the slightest emotion.

"Puppet?" Ye Chen raised his eyebrows and couldn't help touching his chin.

"Zombies, more precisely. Zhao Yun smiled.

"If you see that old man, he is the owner of the stage, and those zombies are all his. Zhao Yun pointed to the side of the battle platform, where there was a stone platform, and at the top of it sat an old man in black, a real saint, and a high-grade god general.

"What a gamble. Ye Chen glanced at the old man and looked sideways at Zhao Yun, he was more concerned about this issue.

"It's very simple, just go up and fight, there is a ban on the battle platform, and you will be equipped with zombies as opponents, the level of zombies is one level higher than the challenger, for example, you, it is the emperor realm, then your opponent zombie is a quasi-saint, if you win, the stone belongs to you, if you lose, the stone belongs to the master. ”

"That's what it means!" Ye Chen smiled, and consciously covered a mask so as not to be recognized.

"Hit, hit, hit his head, that's the door. ”

When the two of them spoke, the howl started again, and one by one they carried the wine jugs, and they screamed so loudly that they all rushed up to help.

"Interesting. Ye Chen smiled lightly and looked at the battle platform quietly.

The quasi-saint-level zombies are very fierce, they can use secret magic powers, dance and fight, open and close, and fight miserably.

Look at the big ghost again, babbling, but he couldn't raise his head all the way, he was very embarrassed, every time he wanted to attack, he was beaten back, and his body had been broken several times.

Blood was splashed all over the battle platform, and the big ghost was defeated without any suspense, and was knocked off the platform by a zombie spear, and his face was crooked.

"But there are challengers. The battle platform master stretched.

"I'll come. When the master finished speaking, he heard a big ghost hissing.

If you want to talk about that big ghost, you are really confused with confidence, and you always feel that you are very handsome, shaking your head and brushing your hair.

However, before he finished his actions, he was pulled aside by Ye Chen, and he didn't have time to see your stinky beauty.

Ye Chen came to the stage, stood still, and twisted his neck fiercely.

The stage owner glanced at Ye Chen lazily, "How big is the bet." ”

"That's all. Ye Chen waved his hand, and the only dozen or so spirit stones were taken out and hung in the air.

"Minimum... Five hundred. The battle platform master said lightly.

"So much. Ye Chen coughed dryly, looked at the audience hopefully, and his eyes fell on Zhao Yun, "Is there a dark stone?" ”

"Not really. Zhao Yun also coughed dryly, pulling and pulling his pockets, not a piece, cleaner than his face.

"There's no money, what are you messing with. There was a lot of scolding from below.

Especially the big ghost just now, the call is the loudest.

Lao Tzu didn't finish playing handsome, and he was pulled aside by you, you are good, and more than a dozen dark stones are still going up to the waves.

Ye Chen was embarrassed, and smiled, "I'll come back next time." ”

"If the stone is not enough, you can use merit to offset it. Before Ye Chen stepped down, he heard the owner speak, and his words were flat.

"Is this okay?" Ye Chen's eyes suddenly lit up.

"One merit is worth a thousand stones. The main man yawned.

"Then let's just gamble on merit. Ye Chen said with a smile.

"Yes. "The owner of the stage is very simple, the most important thing is that he is very confident in his zombies, and he abuses the emperor realm like a child.

"Say it earlier!" Ye Chen was even more energetic, he knew that there was such a good place, so he wouldn't go to the sea of evil to kill the evil dragon, it was still dangerous.

"What a bet. The stage owner looked at Ye Chen with interest.

"I will gamble as much as there is in this merit book. Ye Chen took out the merit book and hung it in the air.

"I'll go, more than 1,400 merits, this thing is crazy!"

Ye Chen's words caused an uproar below, it is not without merit that he has bet on merit, but he has never seen such a generous shot.

Not only them, but the battle platform master couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.

The merit is so precious, it is linked to the divine position, it is better than the dark stone, more than a thousand merits, what a number.

couldn't help but sit up straight, squinting his old eyes slightly, and scanning Ye Chen, if he dared to do this, there must be a ghost.

However, after this peeping, he was extremely sure that Ye Chen was an emperor realm, and he did not hide his cultivation.

At the scene, the only person who was relatively calm was Zhao Yun.

Ye Chen's combat power, he knows best, don't say quasi-saint-level zombies, come to a saint-level zombie, and be fucked as well.

He was sure that Ye Chen only had more than a thousand merits to lose, and if it was more, Ye Chen would not hesitate to gamble it all.

"In a word, bet or not. Ye Chen smiled at the master of the stands.

"Blocked. The stage master said lightly, and immediately flicked his sleeves, and there was one more zombie on the battle platform, and he was clubbed opposite Ye Chen.

It was a quasi-saint-level zombie, and it was infinitely close to the saint-level, and it was a strong one specially selected by the stage master.

"Refreshing. Ye Chen showed two rows of snow-white teeth, and there was an extra guy in his hand, which was a big mallet.

"Hit. The owner shouted and gave the zombie an order.

Under the order, the zombie who was still standing for a moment suddenly moved at this moment, and slapped out with a palm, as heavy as a mountain.

Ye Chen sneered, stepped on the battle platform in one step, and picked up the mace.

The palm collided with the stick, and a thunderous spark was sparked, and the boom erupted.

Then, everyone present raised their heads, their eyes moved in unison, and the corners of their mouths pulled violently.

What are they looking at? Naturally, they looked at the zombie, which was actually killed by Ye Chen's stick to the sky, and they didn't know how far they flew out.

The most exciting expression was still the master, with a confused face.

It was a quasi-saint-level zombie, the level was infinitely close to the saint level, and it was not a problem to overturn the peak of an imperial realm with a slap.

But now, this picture really caught him in the air.

Such a powerful zombie was actually killed by an emperor with a stick, this is too fucking fast!

For a while, his eyes when he looked at Ye Chen changed.

The people watching the battle in the audience also looked at Ye Chen with their eyes, what is this, suddenly lawless!

Ye Chen stroked his hair, and his style was getting better.

The evil dragon of the sea of evil, Lao Tzu didn't gasp for more than a dozen in one breath, and a quasi-holy zombie wanted to me, what about playing?

It's not blowing with you, even if you drive out a saint-level zombie, I'll fly you like Lao Tzu, that's how it hangs.

"Good. After the silence, Zhao Yun howled.

The scene was instantly noisy, and the grinning continued, "One Emperor Realm!

"One move, Lao Tzu hasn't reacted until now. ”

"No wonder you dare to gamble with more than a thousand merits, you have confidence!"

"I won, and merit is given to me. Ye Chen stretched out his hand.

The old face of the owner of the stage instantly turned black, like coke, and the black lines were running around, and they couldn't be wiped out.

He thought too highly of his own zombies, and he underestimated Ye Chen too much, so that he was put on the table in a daze.

This is good, the one who loses is called a miserable, even if it is a dark general, this loss of more than a thousand merits is unbearable.

"Seniors, merit. Ye Chen rubbed his hands and laughed.

"I will give. The stage owner blew his beard and glared, took out the merit book, raised his hand, and scratched it very painfully.

The number of his merit book is more than a thousand less, and correspondingly, Ye Chen's merit book is more than a thousand more, which is directly doubled.

Ye Chen smiled happily and blossomed, this is much better than killing the evil dragon, it comes quickly, and it comes easily.

If he continues like this, he can do it all the way to the underworld without stopping, and if he has merit, he will buy Zhaolongsan.

Below, there was a sound of slurping, and I kept swallowing my saliva when I watched.

More than 1,000 merits, how many evil dragons you have to kill, how many years you have to stand, how many ghosts you have to escort with bull heads and horse faces.

But the thing is just such an inch, more than a thousand merits are in hand, and it is simply neat, just a matter of a mallet.

"Come, go all-in, go on. Ye Chen smiled, confiscated the merit book, and still hung it, full of energy.

"Your strength is too strong, the old man wants to change to a saint-level zombie. The owner said with a dark face, "You can choose not to challenge." ”

"Pick, why not. Ye Chen grinned.

"That's what you said. "Tai took the initiative to act very sloppy, and released a saint-level zombie, for fear that Ye Chen would regret it again.

was cheated by Ye Chen for more than a thousand merits, and he always had to win it back.

Soon, opposite Ye Chen, there was a zombie manifested.

This zombie was wearing Ugin armor, like a pole pestle, motionless, heavy body, and powerful aura.

Its eyebrows can have ancient god lines, and there are thunder and lightning looming on the surface of the body.

In comparison, the quasi-saint zombie is not much weaker.